"Mr. “Anna!” he exclaimed hoarsely. She had arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches. ‘Something wrong, madame?’ Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. Brendon told him the name of a distant restaurant and sprang in by her side. ’ ‘Ain’t it? Want me to give you some time with her? Not that I think she’ll tell you anything.
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